where are you my muse

Muse, muse
where have you disappeared to
where have you hidden to
such a precious, precious thing to lose.

The heart is such a complicated thing
always pretending to be king
when it is actually the jester
mocking, constantly, bringing me down
into the disappointed state of a clown
who dropped the ball in his juggling act.

The star-less, moon-less dark night
Swallowing me in, Sucking me into
a black empty hole

But the light in your eyes
is enough to make everything alright again.

I’m Yours

You touch these tired eyes of mine
And map my face out line by line
And somehow growing old feels fine
I listen close for I’m not smart
You wrap your thoughts in works of art
And they’re hanging on the walls of my heart

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I’m yours
And though my edges may be rough
And never feel I’m quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I’m yours

You healed these scars over time
Embraced my soul
You loved my mind
You’re the only angel in my life
The day news came my best friend died
My knees went weak and you saw me cry
Say I’m still the soldier in your eyes

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I’m yours
And though my edges may be rough
And never feel I’m quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I’m yours

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
I know I don’t fit in that much
But I’m yours